One of our featured gallery stories sparked the most heated debate about forced fantasies. The story was an explicit description of a rape fantasy.’some felt that the story fell within the prohibited range of what is deemed acceptable within erotic fiction. Others felt that it was a good portrayal of a masturbatory fantasy. We are interested in what you have to say about forced fantasies. — Lybbe
From Anonymous
My forced fantasies are erotic. To be made to submit against your will. To have your body helpsessly writhe against his, because he’s stronger. As he slowly peels of layers of your clothes, eye contact, knowing you can’t get away. There’s a silent communication as you try to push him away and he comes closer, bruising your mouth, your tender flesh, knowing you want it and you don’t. As his knees push your legs apart like your his plaything. As he plunges deep inside, forcefully, your helplessly under him, feeling him inside you, he’s looking at you, watching you as he makes the most intimate contact a man and woman can have, owning possesing you, reminding you that right now, your helpless and in his control!
From Emma
Any woman who has forced fantasies/rape fantasies has internalized patriarchy. This is not helping her, her sisters or Feminism.
From Angie
I think it’s hot! I don’t like it too extremely rough but I like it when my man takes control. I like being held down or having my clothes taken off roughly. Builds up to a good climax. Usually I get too worked up though and am through quick lol. I give it two thumbs up though.
From Kymberlyn
This might comes as a surprise to some people, but many mainstream romance novels are full of rape/ ravishment/ forced submission plotlines. Does this mean that every women who reads such things has a secret desire to be raped? Really now. The idea that as a woman my fantasies (and even my reality) are subject to someone’s notion of “political correctness”, is troublesome at best.
(BTW, the entire notion of political correctness initially had nothing to do with forcing people into some kind of brainwashed mindset. Political correctness was from the outset, a means whereby volatile issues, such as race, gender and sexuality could be discussed openly and in an adult manner. What it’s turned into, however, is so far from what it was designed, and now marginalizes the groups it was supposed to give voice to.)
From San Francisco Femme
Being restrained or blindfolded, so that my lover can take sweet time bringing me to orgasm, that’s titillating. Very athletic, full-on take each other sex, absolutely. But rape fantasies, no way, I was raped in real life by a stranger at age 13 (my first sexual experience so when everyone’s sharing their ‘first time’ it’s easiest for me to leave the room). I was later raped by an ex-boyfriend after I broke up with him. Rape is hell so after those experiences it took me until my mid-30s to develop a healthy image of myself sexually, and I won’t give that up now for anything, so any kind of demeaning sexual activity just isn’t my thing. Don’t spit, piss or shit on me. Don’t force me to do anything. Don’t put me in the position of playing your rapist and forcing you. No thanks.
From Joanna
I feel strongly that fantasy is just that – a fantasy, and that women have been wrongly forced into being embarrassed and guilty about their fantasies – as if they can’t tell the difference between real-life situations and a fantasy. I find it upsetting to realize that there are still women who are ready and willing to judge other women’s fantasies as right or wrong. It makes my blood boil to realize that there are men who think that because a woman writes a non-consensual fantasy it means that she wants to be raped.
From nlj
I’ve talked to a LOT of women who have ‘ravishment’ fantasies and none who had ‘rape’ fantasies (or at least admitted to them) the distinction seems to be that the woman ‘would’ have consented to sex if asked. the main idea seems to be that of overwhelming desirability. the man in question is someone the woman lusts after and that man gets so overpowered by the woman’s attractiveness that he loses control. I don’t think fantasies like that are ‘rape’ fantasies at all, they are ‘desirability’ fantasies.
From Shiloh
I like rape fantasies. I don’t mean force fantasies, or ‘being taken’ fantasies (although I like those too.) I mean rape fantasies. ‘Guy breaks into my house, beats me, puts a gun to my head and forces me to have sex with him’ kind of fantasies. Of course, everyone wants to know why. That’s the $64,000 question, isn’t it? Or is it?
Jean and others have given us very eloquent lessons about the way things are, the way things used to be, the way things have changed (or have not.) Much of it doesn’t apply to me. My rape fantasies don’t come from societal guilt trips. They come from the fact that violence has an erotic appeal all its own. It always has, to some people more strongly than to others, but violence itself is erotic. Thoughts of violence are sexy because they are.
From Fiona
One fantasy I have that has served me well, though I wish I knew why, was that I am in charge of administering a punishment to two bullies after they’ve been tugged for tormenting some of the other students. Sometimes, in my fantasy, I’m a headmistress, other times, it’s vague. Perhaps I’m in the constabulary or some other government service where there is a strict hierarchy. Regardless, the punishment is to be off the books and is invariably a bare-arsed thrashing.
It involves two young men, to keep it clear I’ll call them A and B. I’m going to thrash A but tell his conspirator, B, that he can make it easy on A. B kneels and the sooner he can bring off A with his mouth, the shorter the whipping will be. Sometimes the idea is that we stop to tickle their balls in case the hard-ons get lost or I show them my breasts.
Eventually, A is forced to come in his friend’s mouth while he gets walloped. Sometimes I’m administering the punishment ‘in my head’ and other times I’m a third-party observer. Sometimes I’m in the heads of the boys being punished. What ever, it makes me wet my pants. When it’s B’s turn to get his licking, I reverse the order and have him bum A. Reluctantly, he spears his friend and the punishment begins. Not so hard in either case that the erections are lost. We taunt A and ask him to flex his rectum to help bring off B.
From Emma T
My own particular take involves Viagra rape. In my fantasies, an unsuspecting victim is given that drug and cannot stop his erections. Delicious variations include the faithful married man tied down so that I or my fantasy substitute can have my/her fun with the victim, or a straight male forced into penetrating other men because the drug keeps him hard irrespective of his actual hetero preferences. That last one is really hot.
From arina
Rape is in no way a fantasy for me, but being taken fast and somewhat forcefully is. What makes it a fantasy for me is the thought that I can be lazy. I don’t have to do a thing but allow myself to be fucked. The thought that someone would want me so bad that they would take me hard is what turns me on.
From Jill
To have a man do things you absolutely cannot say no to. To have your clothes all but ripped off, or to have him want you so much he can’t wait for all the clothes to come off. To try and hold your thighs together and then finally want it so much yourself you can’t hold back either!
From Sarah
Rape fantasies and even ‘playing’ some rough games with a partner says something about our behavior as humans. Some of us are risk takers – adrenaline junkies. Some readers and writers are strictly lace, wine and candlelight. Others are lace, leather and whips. Some of us like to sample a little of this and a little of that from the available smorgasbord.
From Joan
I have hot fantasies of being forced to do dirty smutty things, scenes I’d hardly be interested in doing in real life; sometime it’s men forcing me, sometimes women. The fantasies are wildly exciting, and so damn hot. I say three cheers for vivid imaginations!
From Joe Abernathy
Here’s a twist on all these discussions. I had an off-on sexual relationship with a feminist friend for several years. The topic of rape was a serious hot button for her. The very subject angered her. As we explored our physical relationship together she would talk about rape dreams she had. Her voice would shake, her face would flush as she described them. She would writhe and I would touch her. She was always wet and her clit swollen. The twist was that she it wasn’t so much the rape fantasy that had her excited. Her dreams, her stories would always finish with her killing the rapist. She would shoot off or cut off his cock and balls and watch him die in shock and pain and humiliation. It was while telling those endings to her dreams or stories that she’d come.
She’d let me fuck her after she came. Sometimes she’d come again with my cock in her. She’d grab my balls and twist them a little while I fucked her. I knew where her head was and it was all scary and hot at the same time.
From Elizabeth B
My sex life of late is almost non-existent, so I masturbate frequently. The quickest, easiest way for me to get off is to rub my clit while fantasizing…and my biggest orgasms are when I fantasize about being forced to have anal sex.I can think of my lover, a beautiful, sensuous woman, and it turns me on, makes me dripping wet, and in the long run, I will come. But when I think about a long black dick pumping me from behind, I am on my way in seconds. And when that black cock is slipped from my wet pussy and shoved roughly into my ass, the ground starts to move like never before!
I think about my ass cheeks being pulled open, that cock forcing it’s way into my tight hole. I see myself on my hands and knees, being pumped mercilessly by a large black man…my head being pushed into the pillow at just the right angle to look into the mirror. I watch him slamming himself into me, I see his black rod pistoning in and out of my ass.He taunts me, telling me that every time my girlfriend touches my ass, I’ll think about him riding me, and tells me I’ll never be satisfied with her fingers or tongue again. He calls me his bitch, slams himself into me roughly, then pulls his cock out of my gaping ass and shoves it into my mouth. I frantically rub my pussy, pressing hard on my clit, and I come just as I picture his cock exploding, his thick white cum splashing down my throat.
From Miss B
I myself have several force fantasies. They fit the typical stereotype of one or more large men making me do things I’m not sure I want to do. Of course in my fantasies, the element of desire inside me wins out, and I enjoy being taken in such a way, and orgasm because of it. This is fantasy in so many ways. One, I would not really want to be in such a situation–I would be afraid to be with more than one person at a time, it would be too easy to be overpowered. Two, I am not averse to having sex with large black men–I do so regularly, and am not scared at all. The thing is, it feeds into society’s taboos.
Anything that is “forbidden” always seems a bit more exciting. I am currently building a relationship with another woman, something I have never done before, and have not had sex with a man in almost a year. I find that my fantasies about men have increased, especially those involving force. This does not change the way I feel about my female lover. I do not fantasize this way when I am with her. She is gentle, loving, and very feminine. My mind gets to play in this other playground when I have my own time, and I have many powerful orgasms just thinking about having a big black cock shoved forcefully into my ass. Fantasies, even force fantasies, are my mind’s healthy way of letting my body explore itself
From Carol
I apparently have a whole slew of “inappropriate fantasies!” And that little bit of recently-acquired judgmentia is not going to stop me having them, either.
From Jessica
This is one of my biggest fantasies, to be taken against my will over an office desk. The office is always the domain of my fantasies.
From David
While growing up, I would occasionally find myself having fantasies of rape or forced sexuality, both acting and receiving. These threads have persisted as part of a larger pantheon of fantasies through the years and it is only recently that I have come to an acceptance of them. Almost anything can be made into an arousing fantasy with the right crafting and I’m not about to allow a story to send me into the streets on a mad raping spree. I think foreced fantasies are obviously one of the most difficult to admit to having let alone sharing – they require a certain amount of maturity and honesty from the reader too.